A/n: Hey guys! Ok for all you people at Portkey.org… I have now two stories up; the downside is that it's the same one. I have no clue how to delete chapters and edit either… I don't think you can anyway… This chapter is basically about James…. He's transforming! And we'll have some of Harry, but he's not going to be looking to good.
Chapter 6
The Secret
"How could you not tell us mum!" Chris yelled after Hermione explained what Dumbledore was talking bout. "How could you not tell us that our little brother could be a squib!"
Everyone was in the living room looking at James and he lay motionless on the couch, Dumbledore stood in front of an upset and threatened looking Hermione and spoke to her upset children and guest's, "If I should announce, there are some side effects that you should all know about, if you will all please sit down, we have a lot to talk about; and not just about young James here."
Chris and Brandon sat down away from there mother, obviously upset about her secret, Hermione noticed this as instantly spoke, "Your father didn't know either, I was going to tell him last night, but…"
"Mentioning Harry!" Dumbledore jumped in, "I have a few things to say about this situation on him, but I'm afraid it's not good." Everyone was quiet when Dumbledore spoke. "I think that we should talk about this…" He paused and looked at everyone, "We were doing a test and Harry volunteered to be a subject of the test. We had given him a potion that would mark his existence to where ever he was in the world, if our test succeeded with him we would go public with it."
"But why sir?" Ron asked, "Was there any reason for this like for safety purposes?"
"Yes Ron, it seems that there has been a great deal of Dark magic being produced around the coast and borderlines of the U.S and Europe."
"Could that have been why the portkey's and floo networks haven't been working properly?"
"Partly yes. You see this whole thing is supposed to work like a tracking device… if something were to happen to Harry we would be able to track him, but something went terribly wrong yesterday, and when I found out I left for here as soon as possible."
"You mean…" Chris said feeling his heart drop into his stomach again.
"Brandon, you guys should head outside…" Hermione said.
"Why do we always have to leave a room, why doesn't Ste or Chris have to leave?" Brandon said in defense.
"Because I'm older you prat." Chris said hitting him upside the head.
"Chris maybe you guys should leave too." Ron suggested.
Chris's head whipped around at Ron, "What? Why?"
Hermione looked at Ron as well. Ron went on, "Because my boy, your only 16, you seem to be to old for your time and I think that us being the grown ups here should talk alone."
"But without my father who is going to be the man around here, to help with my brothers and my mother."
Hermione looked at Chris, "Honey, we have to have a talk later… but for right now go with your brother."
Chris looked at everyone, dumbstruck at what was happening, "But… But…"
"Chris just go, please we'll talk later." Hermione said softly but firm. Dumbledore walked over to Chris and mentioned him and everyone else to the kitchen. Chris just looked back at his mother in disbelief.
Once everyone was in the kitchen Chris snapped out of his trance and looked very upset. Ste put a hand on his shoulder but Chris just pushed it off and walked out onto his deck closing the door behind him. Brett and Booker looked at them.
"Nick, you think we should like… get brand and maybe go out for a while? Maybe even take your sis with us and leave them alone?" Booker said.
"Were not going anywhere, I live here too, and nobody is gonna tell me I have to leave cause Saint Christopher is pissed off." Brandon snapped, "He's the prat that takes his age as a VIP ticket into the grown up world."
"Yeah but Brand, he needs space…" Bret said.
"Oh yeah, well you wanna see what I can give him as space." Brandon walked out onto the deck and looked at his brother.
Everyone looked outside at the two, you could hear that they were saying but the expressions weren't good. Chris stood from his spot and looked down at his brother, the next thing you saw was Brandon push Chris and practically make him trip over the chair. Ste then ran to the door and slid it open knowing that it wasn't going to be good.
Chris pushed Brandon back and knocked him down. Brandon got up and then threw a punch at his brother but Chris grabbed him by the wrist and lifted him under his arm and started walking off the deck. Ste walked out on the porch with Kat and everyone to follow.
"You need to learn a lesson little brother." Chris said as he carried Brandon.
"Ass, let go of me or I'll tell mom!" He yelled trying to kick his older sibling.
Chris walked over to the pool and walked over to the deep end of it, "If I hit you, you would have something to use against me so I figure I won't use physical fighting…"
"Chris, you- you know I can't hold my breath under water you wouldn't…" Brandon looked scared.
"Chris put your brother down!" Ste said from the deck, now heading over to the two.
Chris put his brother down and looked at him. With out warning Brandon lunged at Chris and hit him square in the jaw. When Nick and Ste saw that they ran as fast as possible to the two.
"You lil asshole!" Chris yelled grabbing his brother in a headlock and hitting him in the stomach with weak but affective blows.
"Jerk!" Brandon choked out as he too tried to hit his brother in the stomach and back.
Ste and Nick came up to the two who were very close to the pools edge and broke them up, Ste grabbing Chris and Nick gabbing Brandon. Chris breathing head was letting Set restrain him while Brandon was trying to escape his friend's grasp and attack his brother again. Brett and Booker had to then hold Brandon back.
"Let go of me, I'm good I'm good." Brandon said looking at his brother.
The three exchanged looks but took his word for it. Slowly they let the grip loose on Brandon but he moved to quick and they grabbed hold of him again but this time talking over to the pool and pushed him the shallow end.
"Dude you really need to calm your ass down." Bret said, as he looked at Brandon wipe the water off his face.
"Not when it comes to family." Brandon eyed his brother, "I don't need to."
"You need to calm your self with anyone lil brother… your gonna get in a fight with someone bigger than you and there not gonna go easy on you." Chris said looking into the water.
"Shut up," he said climbing out of the pool.
~*~*~
Hermione and Ron sat in the living room on the chairs. Dumbledore looked out the window up at the sky, "We don't know if Harry is still alive." He suddenly said.
Hermione gasped at the news, "Your not serious! You- you can't be! They didn't find anything but his uniform in the rubble, and a lighting bolt scorch burn was on it-"
"Exactly!" Dumbledore cut her off, "That was the mark we gave him if he indeed didn't make the transportation to his safe place."
Ron stood up, "So you're saying that my best friend just may be dead! After we told all those kids that he's alive!" Dumbledore nodded, "And now we have to tell them that he may in fact be dead!"
"Ron sit down please let him talk." Hermione said in staring into the empty fireplace grabbing at air as she tried to reach for Ron, Tears had formed in her eyes the realization of what was just said hit her with full force. She tried to stand but when she did it seamed that her legs wouldn't function and she instantly headed for the floor, but not before Ron could catch her.
"Hermione!" He said as his arms went under her to keep her from a hard crash. He lifted her up and put her on the couch next to James; kneeling down in front of her he asked, "Are you ok?"
Her face was to the ground; as she looked up at her friend she had tears in her eyes. They looked like a dam waiting to brake of the river behind it. Ron saw this and quickly embraced her in a hug of comfort and tried to calm her and tell her it was all right, but even to his own ears it sounded fake.
Dumbledore looked down at them with a dull eye for he himself was upset by this loss. He turned back out the window and looked at the group of children that recently assembled there. His heart sunk to think that they had a chance but now that chance was again crushed by a mistake he himself had made.
He turned back to Hermione and Ron, "I'm sorry." Both grownups looked at the elder man.
"What?" Ron said.
"This is the ministry's and my own fault…" Dumbledore walked to the fireplace and looked at a picture of Harry Ron and Hermione.
"With all due respect Sir, Harry did accept your offer." Ron stated sitting himself down in a chair.
"True, but I feel that the fact was I was there when they asked, and we all know Harry never said no to me, he did have a look of doubt in his eye when he looked at me. Now that I think about it I feel I might have pushed him on that judgment too."
"Don't blame yourself Professor, It was Harry, always looking out for everyone but himself." Hermione said wiping a tear from her eye, "I just don't know how they will all take it and try and handle James's case at the same time. This is just to much for them to handle."
"Yes Hermione, but they have to accept it… We all do. The Ministry and Myself will still be trying to trace him but as much as I hate to say it…. I wouldn't count on your hopes." Dumbledore explained.
"Yes… But can we wait a little bit… let them be happy for the time being." Hermione looked out in the yard, "They look like they are playing Rugby, and let them play for a bit." Hermione said nervously.
Ron and Dumbledore looked at each other and nodded thinking the same thing. Dumbledore was the first to speak, "Shall we talk about James then?"
~*~*~
"Get him Draco! Use all your force! Use the training I taught you!" Lucius Screamed at Draco and Harry fought in what was once a house that was now a pit of ankle high water and mud.
This fight was bloody, it had lasted at least an hour of periodic fighting, once and a while they would stop to catch there breath but then would lunge at each other and throw sever blows. Under the water they're where various weapons that Lucius planted but for both men it was hard to find being under the think mud. Once in a great while they would step on the sharp objects and yelp in pain, but then grabbing them and attempting to use on each other.
Draco and one point had a jack knife and sliced Harry's arm scoring him enough time to dive at him and punch him in the face but didn't have many good hits. Harry on the other hand was getting more hits in since he was more angelic diving out of hit range and slipping from Draco's grasp.
Harry looked at the once clear water that was now covered in blood and mud along with the rest of his body. He barely had time to react when he saw an equally cover Draco fly at him with a knife. He reacted fast as Draco mad a stab at him but Harry grabbed his wrist and twisted it back. This made Draco drop the knife. Harry the picked it up and put it to the blonde's neck and turned to Lucius.
Holding Draco by his hair and pulling back so his neck was exposed to the max, and Harry poling the knife right to it showing Lucius he would indeed slice if this madness didn't stop, "I've won Malfoy… Now unless you want to watch your son die I think that you should really put a stop to it." Harry looked right into the older Malfoy's eyes not moving at all as he spoke.
Lucius looked down at his son who was standing there as if it was nothing at all to have a knife to his neck, but looking even deeper he saw his son pleading to have his father stop him. Lucius raised his wand, "with a wave they were back in the living room of the Potter home. Harry no longer had his knife and was just standing their, holding Draco by the head and arm witch tried to cut him, again.
"Now potter, let my son go." Lucius demanded.
Harry hesitantly released the boy from his grasp, Draco moved and faced his mud covered rival and looked him up and down, "How the bloody hell were you able move like that threw the thick mud and water!" Draco asked shocked.
Harry grinned as he walked towards the stairs, "From your Master." And he walked upstairs to his room. He didn't know why he just walked up to least place he wanted to be but he did. He got in the room and with his filthy sweaty and bloody body he collapsed on his floor and instantly was knocked out.
*~Harry walked down a chamber hall of a dark and creepy dungeon, "where am I?" he said, "Where ever I am I hope it's not another dream about my parents.
"Harry…" A deep voice said, "Come to me Harry." It said.
He looked around, "Dad?" Harry said.
"Yes Harry, it's me…" Harry looked around again but this time he saw a door with a golden light shining threw it. He walked to the door and opened it; a breeze of air rushed over him.
Looking around Harry saw the same place he had been for a day but it was different in some way, it felt different, homelier. The room was warm and comfortable, not like before when it was cold and dull. Harry walked around looking and feeling the warm sensations flowing threw him, then the voice cam again.
"Well I see you like it better here then with those two pieces of scum."
Harry spun around to look at what looked like a replica of him. The same messy hair and glasses, same body texture. The only thing different was the eye color and the fact that one was dead. Dead!
"I- I'm not…" Harry said panicky
"No son. You're not dead." James said, "You're in your dreams but we also can corrupt your mind with out spirits."
"Really." Harry said in disbelief.
"Yes, your mother and I can do many things but only for a short amount of time… and only in your head.
"How?"
James walked over to his son and sat him down, "Harry I have a lot to tell you." Harry sat down looking at his dead father.
"Yeah, like where's mum?""
"She's in your son, James's mind… Talking to him. She's trying to get him to help us.""
"How?"
"Well, He's our magic conductor, this is good because it's helping both your mother and I, and young James." He looked at the confused look on Harry's face and laughed, " You see before we died your mother and I where studying a way to change a squib into a wizard or witch. Your son, Harry is a squib…well is as of this moment but he won't for long."
"My son is a squib? But how, Hermione and myself are both have magic in our blood."
"Yes but don't forget Hermione came from a muggle family… it's a risk some wizards have when there's muggle heritage involved… some children can turn out to be fine but others can skip the magic gene and have no magic at all."
"So my son is a squib." Harry ran a hand threw his hair, "Well that would explain why I haven't seen anything unusual with him."
"Yes but Lily and I can correct that. You see we have been using James as our test… with one of us in him we can easily transfer magic from someone else to him."
"I don't understand."
"Ok. Ok I have a lot to explain to you… but we need to clean you up and show you a few things." The older James held out his hand, "Come on, you need a shower." Harry cocked an eyebrow, this made James laugh, "Yes, we have a lot to explain."
"You have no idea…."
~*~~*~
Harry was amazed at what was happening to him, it was like he wasn't asleep but yet he was all clean and healed, "How did you do this dad?" Harry said amazed.
James walked in from the hall with a bag and looked at his son, "I didn't… You did." He simply said setting the bag down on the floor.
"I did?" Harry again looked confused.
"Yes, Harry you may not have a wand but you still have magic in you… you just have to learn how to use it." James then opened the bag.
"What's in that bag?" Harry looked with interest.
"Well, I'm going to help you with wand less magic. I figure that you've slept for almost a whole day and they can only think that you're just passed out form the hard fight you had…. but it won't last for long. They will grow suspicious and that won't be good." James took out what looked like an iron rod and handed it to Harry.
"What's this for?" Harry asked.
"You're going to learn how to banish this away from yourself by using your mind." James explained.
"Oh…" Harry looked unsure of him self, "How do I do that?"
"Concentrate on the rod Harry, right now… think about where you want it to go. Look right at it and don't take your eyes off it." James instructed.
Harry did as he was told, he looked he looked at it not blinking or moving his vision. He thought hard about where he wanted it to go; he thought he was there for hours when he saw it levitate off the ground. Then he concentrated on where he wanted to put it. Then he heard a loud yell and lost concentration.
"What happened!" Harry said looking at his father
"You, you lost concentration… Number one rule son, you have to be able to concentrate with interruptions… that's something we'll spend a lot of time on."
Harry nodded turning back to the rod and again not moving his vision from it.
~*~~*~
"Grandma?" the young James Andrew Potter said turning a corner in the house in his head, "Grandma?" From behind him a young women with red hair walked up to him and quickly picked him making him squeal and laugh, "Grandma There you are!"
She set him down and smiled, "Yes, here I am. James are you ready to see your daddy?" she asked him with a smile.
"YEAH!" James said jumping up and down.
"Now you know James that you have a big responsibility here to help get your daddy back home."
"I know grandma, I just don't want mum to be upset anymore…." James looked at the ground, "She loves him to much."
Lily smiled at her grandson, "Now I know you're my grandchild and Harry's son." She stood up and took his hand and together they walked toward a door with a blue and gold light shimmering from it….
~*~~*~
"Good Harry you seem to understand the basic concept of it. But we need to stop, they should be here soon."
Harry for a second time dropped the rod with a clatter in the ground, "Who is coming?"
"Your son, and Lily… mentally actually, we need to explain to both of you what will happen now."
"With what?"
"With getting you home… and getting James into the Wizarding community, that is if he wants to."
Harry ran a hand threw his hair, he had remembered his father telling him that the only way his youngest son could come into the wizarding heritage he has to be fully sure he wants to become a wizard. This discouraged Harry thinking what his son would want. 'I hope he wants to be a wizard… but what ever he wants, I'll be proud of him.' Harry said to him self…
As if out of now where an orb of light formed in front of the two men, then a flash of red light knocked them both over and now a tall thin women stood in front of them with a small boy holding her hand. Harry looked at the two and stood… The small boy attached to his mother's hand went running to his father.
"DADDY!" He yelled as he jumped into his fathers embrace.
"James!" Harry said holding on to his son like he would die if he were to let go.
The older James and his wife stood together as they watched the reunion and it made them smile. They looked at each other and kissed; Harry saw this and it made him so happy to see his parents even if they weren't alive.
For another few seconds Harry held on to his son and then put him down. He looked at his youngest son, "How's mum and your brothers? How's everyone?" Harry asked excited about seeing his son.
"Mum and everyone are sad… they miss you a lot, but I wouldn't know what's going on now because I fell asleep and didn't wake up." James explained.
Harry frowned his brow and patted his son on the shoulders. Pulling him into another hug and smiled, "Hopefully they won't be sad for long."
"Speaking of which… Harry here doesn't have much time… it may seem like only a little while since he was here but it's almost a whole day he's been a sleep, I think it's time to discuss plan to get Harry back home…"
Harry let go of his son and looked at the two ghosts' in front of him, "What's the plan?"
"Ok…" James smirked as he started to explain the plan.
~*~*~~*~*~
"We never really understood the concept of the Transformation of squib to wizard… all we know it that it happens." Dumbledore explained.
"So he will become a wizard…" Hermione said trying to hide her worries.
"Hopefully, sometimes it can erase any magical blood one has in his system entirely." Dumbledore said.
Hermione put her face in her hands, "To much is happening at once, I don't know if I can handle this." She said in a frustrated tone.
"Ron put a hand on his best friends shoulder, "Just breath Herm. Just breath, James is going to be fine and were going to find Harry."
'We have to…' Ron said in his head.
~*~*~~*~*~
"You know what you have to do James?" The older man asked, as they got ready to depart.
"Yes grandpa… I have to go back and get what's on the list you and Grandma gave me, BUT no one can know what I'm doing… I will meet one of you tomorrow night…" He repeated as they had told him over and over.
"Just to be safe James you won't remember what you learned here but you will remember to get the supplies… it will be hard but if we want Harry home we have to go to drastic measures."
James nodded, Harry came over to his son and gave him a goodbye hug, "Be good and I'll see you tomorrow ok buddy." Harry said.
"Yeah dad, Love you." James said.
"Love you too pal… Take care of your self" Harry said giving his son a kiss on the forehead.
"See you tomorrow." The elder James said.
"I'll take him back to his own mind and I'll return back here." Lily said taking his hand, "Ready?"
"Yup." And with one last wave, Lily and little James were gone in the same orb they came with.
Harry looked at the spot where his mother and son once stood, "You think he will get what we need?" Harry asked.
"We can only hope… Don't worry son, I see something in him, he knows what he's doing." James re-assured him.
Harry looked at his father, "I guess this means I have to go back as well."
"I'm afraid so… Don't worry Harry, I'll be here tomorrow night, just don't forget your list that you need."
"I know, I know…" Harry said holding up his hands in defense, "What about my appearance? Will I still look dirty and hurt?"
"No, when u awake you will be as if the Malfoy's never touched you." James said, "But like James you won't know what happened to you…"
"I won't remember you or mum, not even seeing my son?" Harry said.
"For now, yes, but when the time is right you will remember the same with James… But for now…" James smirked at his son, "This is our little secret."
Harry smiled and he watched the picture of his father and the house they were in fade away into the bright afternoon sun….
A/n: OK folks that's Chapter 6, I tired hard to make it good and get some detail into it… plus I don't want to keep you all waiting for the next chapters… I hope I'm doing a good job so far and if I am please leave me a review!
Thanks to all the review I'm getting now and to none it was a good idea for chapter 6 but not the angle I was going for… Thanks for the reviews again… Those who Review make me happy!
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